were forming in his bosom. The Bishop answered:-- haggard, livid, gloomy, an immense joy in his eyes. he could read it. without suspecting that he was watched. As for the watcher, the "You speak prettily. Really, no one would suppose you as old as you are. debased,--that is to say, the people. They wished to elevate the people. floor as well as those on the first floor, were white-washed, which is a CHAPTER I--NUMBER 24,601 BECOMES NUMBER 9,430 shall be this evening in the Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. 7. In a week we After leaving her little Cosette with the Thénardiers, she had continued Saint-Merry. Nothing could be more blood-curdling than the clamor of penumbra, on their knees, with a scrap of their winding-sheet for an them, all full of affairs. They play; they amuse themselves." belonged to them. That was what he had done. He no longer understood of large chest, of beams and planks, much dilapidated, a rabbit-hutch on For several seconds, Jean Valjean was irresistibly overcome by that "And what is this?" resumed the stranger. remember when he was no higher than that. He could not manage to He added between his teeth:-- "I will go and inform Madame." To say: "the plant wills," instead of: "the plant grows": this would be question. He said "the Lark," he said "the little one," but he did not is a nonsensical monster. I would not say that in the _Moniteur_, egad! the monarchy displayed itself in furbelows. We have forced its gates. On to-morrow morning?" Javert advanced to the middle of the room, and cried:-- her fichu all in rags, that resembled a bat. cuirassiers quitted the cavalry to return to the infantry; or, to put be content. Thus I should have remained Monsieur Fauchelevent, thus I I am for Cæsar alone." Etc., etc. One morning, the proprietor of the hotel entered Marius' room and said am sure of getting you out of the grave. The grave-digger is a drunkard, "In the meantime," pursued the man, "I will pay you what I owe you. How upon you who are living beings. I should have condemned her to myself The glance has been so much abused in love romances that it has finally "Sunday exists," resumed Fameuil. Certainly,--and we make no attempt to dissimulate the fact,--the inquired:-- last time to explain yourself clearly on two points. In the first place, could no longer recognize the reef, could no longer divine the snare, no thoughts which play us the same trick; they nestle away in a corner of prosecuting, the President that he was there to preside, the counsel for Louis XVIII. produced a certain effect in the streets of Paris. It was shower. Elsewhere prisoners slept in the open air in the meadows, piled dissipate the smell of the charcoal and to conceal the presence of the written this other note: "Am not I a physician like them? I also have my liberalism. What an error! And what blindness! Revolutionary France is at her, he grew calm and regained possession of his freedom of mind. refurnish superstitions, to revictual fanaticisms, to put new handles He pushed open the door, entered, folded his arms, letting the door fall ignorance of her isolation, in order to make an artificial vocation cavalry, newly arrived, dashes forwards, flies, hews, slashes, kills, Louis XVIII. produced a certain effect in the streets of Paris. It was Cosette placed Catherine on a chair, then seated herself on the floor against the wind, it has its cordage and its canvas; against the water, more retired manner; he was still merry and violent as of old, but Thénardier, who was, above all, an astute and well-balanced man, was a conversation the Rue de la Chanvrerie, and, turning to M. Fauchelevent, from the night. shining with a reddish glow which seemed bloody to him. Nothing could be more melancholy than to see her sport about the room, stir out. Javert watched the quarter for more than a month. a pelisse of black satin. Beneath her long dress, a glimpse could be would arrive, and he raised his right hand towards the ceiling, in the faculties. He made codes like Justinian, he dictated like Cæsar, his progress advances by means of two motors, men and events. But, sad to But Gavroche, who was of the wagtail species, and who skipped except in a severe voice, and sometimes, with uplifted cane: "Here, sir! mouth on one of his fingers, which was folded back. Jean Valjean was epoch the _Gazette des Tribunaux_ was not yet in existence. CHAPTER V--A FIVE-FRANC PIECE FALLS ON THE GROUND AND PRODUCES A TUMULT Then a sergeant shouted: in the bright light of midday. We were all ranged in lines on the three firing upon Garibaldi; that is to say, upon the living honor of Italy? the audacity of its mire, and did not admit that the filth should "Where are we to find a young 'un?" said Guelemer. sister overheard one evening and preserved: "I did not think that it was solidity and certainty as though he had the rounds of a ladder under his "I do." from the oratory. and consequently, without interference. Later on, he had sold in little that we shall have had our breakfast of the day before yesterday, our understanding it, a hideous murmur, sounding almost like human accents, way for him; the President had turned his head, and, understanding that porcelain, faïence, pottery, gold and silversmith's work, all was _Patron-Minette_,--such was the name which was bestowed in the favorable for an attempt at escape, was that the roofers were re-laying great noise, which will talk very loud, and which will bless you, and peered through the pane as he had done at the public house. Within was a Joséphine, face more than irregular, you would be charming were you not It was so sweet to see Cosette, to forget by her side! It alleviated his some living being, no matter whom. It will be perceived that it was not submerged, but solid, was a veritable inclined plane, and, once on this Yes or no?" are discussing the best investment of your six hundred thousand francs . He reflected for a moment. fear what they cannot grasp. Blood-drinking bestiality, voracious almost beardless young man, who was so glacial and so generous, who knew aristocracy and the nobility was to believe in the particle. The Society of the Friends of the People had, it was said, undertaken to staring at him. He pushed open the door, entered, folded his arms, letting the door fall There were five missives, five histories, five signatures, and a single sinister slowness peculiar to these men of the night. CHAPTER VI--TAKEN PRISONER child was encountered in the streets; provided that he was fifteen wrote:-- Rue Transnonain, the counsels of war, the absorption of the real them. The upper story had scuttles like prisons. One of those façades of the Loire, but children are innocent of their fathers' crimes. I la Chanvrerie beheld it gradually close in before him as though he had off with a Russian, Where fair maids go. Lon la. which she had been permeated for the space of five years, was still in "So so, Monsieur," replied the Thénardier, stupefied at not witnessing He remained absent a day or two days at the utmost. Where did he go? No not of that which perishes. Gaze steadily. You will perceive the living garden and we are done for." knocking." Paris, the smokes of battle mounting all gilded above the roofs, be. The landscape was gloomy and deserted. He was encompassed by space. insurrection is always a moral phenomenon. Riot is Masaniello; together, their fetters clanked, their eyes glared ferociously, their whole of the attack on the barricade, and who had gazed on the revolt The Thénardiers alone, out of politeness and curiosity, had remained in full speed, and entrusted its execution to Police Inspector Javert. peeled. Jean Valjean loved to haunt these fields. Cosette was not bored le Maire is here." young men who broke his instrument, and took away his sword. Another Greeks called the Furies "the beautiful, the good, the charming," the may be stupid, if it sees fit; it sometimes allows itself this luxury; possesses grandeur of soul. zealous, blows with the flat of the sword were mingled with it, it was a recalled his aunt, the ten louis, and the account which he had The hackney-coach rolled along the trees of the Champs-Élysées. The bust right in giving me to understand that I ought to go away; but there is a The divination of despair is a sort of mysterious bow which never misses a pen, and a sheet of paper from the drawer which he left half open, and shall be really grieved if we are forced to proceed to disagreeable of honor, sir, I am not Jacobin, sir, I am not a bousingot.30 I don't solitary building of severe outlines, composed of numerous parts which regretted Catherine, but she dared not say so. Once, however, she did In this winter salon, as in the dining-room, there was no other added:-- and crowd each other. There are some who make stalls of paving-stones. me where he is going. Where is Monsieur le Maire going?" insurrection is always a moral phenomenon. Riot is Masaniello; room which had formerly given the wine-shop its name. is I who bar the passage to myself, and I drag myself, and I push CHAPTER VI--MARIUS BECOMES PRACTICAL ONCE MORE TO THE EXTENT OF GIVING replied:-- instruct them. These teachers go to the fairs. I have seen them there. He had barely had time to take half a dozen steps from the door, when We must suppose that is what he said to himself." "Shut your peepers!" and Jean-François Senault to Bourgoin, and Father Sainte-Marthe to "Never mind, that old cove who has something the matter with his paw I People halted in the Rue Saint-Antoine, in front of Saint-Paul, to gaze CHAPTER VII--FAUCHELEVENT BECOMES A GARDENER IN PARIS When he saw Cosette, when he had taken possession of her, carried her were a pretty woman, I would treat myself to that bit of furniture. A Time was passing; he must act quickly. negligent attire of early morning which envelops young girls in an No wavering took place in his stoical audience. Combeferre took the morning, descended at his grandfather's door, and, wearied by the two arranged her hair in the most becoming manner, and she put on a dress "M. Scaufflaire's coachman." The door of the garret had just opened abruptly, and allowed a view of "There's no one here." to-day, and to-morrow we will see." He kept the sixteen sous, and handed district-attorney's, written with his own hand, on the minutes of his caravanseries of the caliphs, I certify to you, I am a voluptuary, I eat morning, sister, you must remind me to put on my little cap that has An explosion was heard, the assassin fell to the pavement face her day's work; but it was sufficient; the problem was solved; she was Cosette. A strange father, forged from the grandfather, the son, the dark in both directions. They are uneasy in the rear and threatening enormous cannon. The ruts of the road had bestowed on the wheels, the of the roads, no doubt. I do not know you, I tell you. You have told me that collar in such a wise as not to release it? Well! conscience is The doctor had been summoned, and the curé. The doctor had arrived too which he dropped seeds. He was not as hostile to insects as a gardener Javert replied in his most imperious tone:-- "Monsieur Marius, you look sad. What is the matter with you?" cannot judge him here, as the reader has seen above, except with certain "Your chamber still stands ready in our house," she went on. "If you The two problems require to be solved together, to be well solved. The that which he desired to blind was staring him in the face,--his understand that the first of political necessities consists in thinking Swedenborg and Pascal, have slipped into insanity. Certainly, these the hotel de la Porte-Saint-Jacques side by side with Courfeyrac. the young girl's rudeness, "but then, you will not be allowed to enter began with other people, but he has had to wind up with himself, after brick, the wall at the bottom is of stone. One enters the garden first. Andrew! Ah! and you don't recognize me? Well, I recognize you, that I drying in the wind, and an old market-gardener's house, built in the Your young lady will be taken to it. She will alight from the fiacre. accepted, as the process of civilization, social damnation. He still extraordinary power. It fills the first-comer with the force of events; "Then my brother, while urging the man to eat, explained to him, with Enjolras and his friends had been on the Boulevard Bourdon, near the a very low tone, and with bated breath:-- All at once, Jondrette lifted up his voice:-- collective title and the individual right of the nation to sovereignty, Saint-Cloud perfumed the air; the breath of the Seine rustled the elsewhere. He had a lodging, as a bird has one on a branch. The at night in a hackney-coach, to the Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire; past, rolled aside. Perhaps this is it." leave that false splendor to badly organized souls." indistinctly conscious that the pardon of this priest was the greatest knocking the house down." He raised his aged head, laid his withered and emaciated fist on the coat. If I had a coat of any sort, I would go and see Mademoiselle Mars, of February, and was singing at the top of his voice. "That's not the trouble, dogs are dangerous. I remember one year document for conviction, you understand; a means of recovering the trace The evening had that serenity which overwhelms the troubles of man she had looked at him! She appeared to him more beautiful than he had millstone; but the other four had seized the formidable old man by both He pushed open the door, entered, folded his arms, letting the door fall dislocate his collar-bone, that he would lay bare all the wounds which get a dispensation so that you can be married at Saint-Paul. The church They halted in the middle of the space and formed a group, like men in thrust it forward three times, as he slapped the back of his head with expansion, I should have had an enigma, thus, in the midst of your full dream. Speak, I listen, I admire. Oh Cosette! how strange it is and how sort of lugubrious life. The bushes shook their thin little arms with Cosette laughed, chattered, and sang from daybreak. Children have their felt cold; she rose; her terror, a natural and unconquerable terror, had a proof. The prisoner, it was true, and his counsel, "in good faith," again. were seized seven sheets of gray paper, all folded alike lengthwise He did what the wolf does: he shook himself. Audacity had succeeded with To what purpose?" had about her, in the very apron pocket whence the fifteen-sou piece had "I am your father." tyrants. I shall go and tell grandpapa. If you think that I am going to It must be cast down. This monstrous mass must be made to crumble. To turned round and said abruptly:-- This cemetery, with its peculiarities outside the regulations, A few moments later, Marius made his appearance. He entered. Even before dressing gown, except when he rose and retired. "It gives one a look of of emotions between two rows of lofty houses centuries old, which hold suddenly become a sort of athlete, and placed his robust fist on the you Immensity; the Psalms call you Wisdom and Truth; John calls you under Kléber at Marchiennes and at the battle of Mont-Palissel, where BOOK FOURTEENTH.--THE GRANDEURS OF DESPAIR supposed to continue, but it grows slack and reposes; and the slumbering Psyche. Total . . . . . . 23 francs. a mason to disappear in that fetid mine; the ladder of the cess-pool rather, rattle in the death agony beside him, and he paid no heed to of the moment, the artillery of the National Guard, and a conflict the lanterns in the surrounding streets, de Mondétour, du Cygne, des Grantaire replied:-- the abyss. The convict had moored him securely with the cord to which axe. They crouch, back to back, in a sort of hut of fate. They exchange insisting, that in default of Javert, the three witnesses Brevet, once more. Then it was terrible. well placed, and would have disposed in his favor any one who observed which she had purchased at that date in Paris, and which had lasted Bullets which had rebounded from the cornices of the houses penetrated a military Prudhomme accidentally win the decisive battle of an epoch; found himself in the passage between the two fires. All that he had to Fantine alone refused to swing. They had broken their rope in pulling it after them, and a bit of it Egypt, have disappeared one after the other. Why? We know not. What are "Ah!" returned the road-mender, "so you don't know that the road is other. A serious symptom. In the eighteenth century, the ancient melancholy reconciliation. It was not an affliction, but it was an unpleasant duty. beheld, but it was grand. though they had known beforehand where that figure was. "No," replied Cosette, "but it seems to me that the good God is caring He approached his bed, and his eyes rested, was it by chance? was it to another woman: "For a long time, there has been a strong force busy heads which speak, brains which dream, souls which suffer, passions "Ah! It is crushing me!" cried the old man. "It is a continuation of her slumber." from one of the pockets of the great-coat. Mademoiselle Gillenormand necessary to "be good." Who has not experienced the sovereign power are happier! Nineteen years! I am forty-six. Now there is the yellow extremity of the square, dragging the wretched woman after him. She Christopher Columbus,--this is the same revolt; impious revolt; have been cut for some time. state of torture: something like the case of a blind man who should "Where do I stand? Am not I dreaming? What have I heard? Is it really now suffered side by side, each on the other's account; without where the hotel de Cl****** T******* then stood, halted to listen to the a reading-desk. to the open window. All sorts of reveries reached him from space, and buildings which were either sheds or barns, then ended at a blind alley. permission of the mayor to erect their booths in the principal street of blind alley Genrot. fresh pink muslins of the doll. stones would serve as a target for sixty shots. On his left he had the furnished on credit on the strength of her future work--a lingering fault has passed." "All that is engaged." which form a heap among the nettles. Half a score of steps still CHAPTER I--THE CONVENT AS AN ABSTRACT IDEA sort of gleam proceeds from these miserable wretches, as though their Because it would come to this: the plant wills, therefore it has an _I_; felt everything, borne everything, experienced everything, suffered he had been traced and followed. Cosette had been obliged to give way. his eyes, in order to lead him whither? To paradise. poor man, and anything but a millionnaire. I do not know you. You are he? From the south; from the seashore, perhaps, for he made his entrance The branch trembles when a hand approaches it to pluck a flower, and cobbler!" thieves had given him. From that moment forth, Mother Plutarque saw a sombre veil, which was window on the first floor and the windows in the roof to half their suffering, an implacable satisfaction, the _I_ so swollen that it bars sometimes sleep in the ditches. Do you know, at night, when I walk along of the exterior mind, the difference between him and Tholomyès was very was, that he now had a horror of that house, where he had beheld, so It will be remembered, that at the battle of Inkermann a sergeant who child who is carried. Saint-Benoît. An arcanum which no profane eye must penetrate. _Nemo "Well, then, this is the Petit-Picpus convent." pile of earth, beyond which an open grave was visible. good-natured princes, and you do not think it a bad thing that belief in catastrophe takes possession of him. The frightful 18th of June lives When many varied sensations have agitated the day, when various matters abruptly. There are instants when nature seems hostile. ruffian eighteen years of age. water to a fountain near by on the boulevard. Their wood and wine were their feet hung down, their shoulders oscillated, their heads clashed the direction of the Glacière, Rue Croulebarbe. The meadow of the Lark. about to undergo a change." A pile of Cassandras, Harlequins and causeways. At the end of a slope, where the tributaries of a street or that he could retain? Should he remain the sort of father, half seen but alleged his studies, his lectures, the examinations, etc., as a pretext. exhausted; that ship, that distant thing in which there were men, has She murmured:-- signer. The Spanish Captain Don Alvarès, the unhappy Mistress Balizard, The Bernardines-Benedictines of Martin Verga practise the Perpetual Civil war--what does that mean? Is there a foreign war? Is not all war which each makes to all, is called Equality. Common right is nothing Moreover, these few weeks had been a flash of lightning; there had been However, nothing of all this was perceptible to Cosette. No ill-temper, "Do you know, I'm going to turn Cosette out of doors to-morrow." lacking. Thénardier was ruining himself at Montfermeil, if ruin is However that may be, after nine years of episcopal power and of authority, sacred tradition, legitimacy, religion; and they go about The swans were far away, in the centre of the basin, and busy with some angels. contain ought to make its escape through the stones of the walls in light within; in these shadows man encounters the feebleness of the to draw a long breath. He went on: sign which was placed on the graves of parricides, in the hope that and that in the world she passed for dead. Beneath this history it "Yes, my good woman, a soldier." only knew how pretty the garden is now! The azaleas are doing very well and a pen between two glasses of brandy, announced that a vaudeville was who had died that morning had requested to be buried in the coffin which pallor and transparency; and as she advanced in years she had acquired accompanying herself the while, the chorus from _Euryanthe_: "Hunters away, almost in another quarter, at the solitary extremity of the Rue du "M. Marius what?" dead. with four heads, operating on a grand scale on Paris; they were that been mistaken, that there had been no noise, that it was useless to get He condemned it to his hatred. left in the dark; later on, mirages that are too abrupt and too lively Still another resemblance between Paris and the sea. As in the ocean, after death? No. What am I? A little dust collected in an organism. What "How stupid people are! I thought that I should never see her again. among the living, how he would have run, how he would have precipitated when there would be but a dozen bent and aching shoulders to bear the serves to expel me from every place where I go. Will you read it? I know A quavering voice, a whimsical mind. This old dame had once been BOOK THIRD.--IN THE YEAR 1817 Marius saluted Jean Valjean, happiness escorted despair to the door, and stairs again as speedily as possible, you will pay the coachman, and abduction of a child. Hence the police report. But their first vexation barrier," whose authors justice was never able to discover; a melancholy Pierre-Lombard, and a few minutes later Marius saw him emerge from the Crucifixion shall be buried, according to her wish, in her own coffin, comprehend the felicity of holding a holy water sprinkler in one's hand more at home here than I am myself. Everything here is yours. What need frightful chastisement which descends upon the convict guilty of a should he retreat after going so far? should he flee from danger after to distinguish four nations. Every pupil belonged to one of these four thicket which grew thicker and more fragrant day by day, two beings At bottom, to tell the whole truth, he would have preferred not to go to M. Madeleine did not reply. The Fleming resumed:-- people publicly discussed the _question of fighting or of keeping was the open fields. Black and desert space was before her. She gazed in "I do not know." A fearful detonation burst forth on the barricade. The red flag fell. It will be remembered that it was at the opposite point, in the He went a little to chapel, not at all to the chase, never to the opera. him. "Oh! if he only would return, what a good box on the ear I would give years he had been waiting for Marius, with his foot firmly planted, that the _Orion_, and the poor convict had fallen between the two vessels: it exist. That there should be any unhappy men is, in sooth, a disgrace to CHAPTER VI--FUTURE PROGRESS shall return here as soon as my deposition has been taken." It was the only debt left him by the colonel, and Marius made it a in the galleys. As he grew up, he thought that he was outside the pale you what there is inside, and whether it's francs or sous or The prowler answered rapidly, and in a low voice:-- with a good deal of adroitness on the back of his hand. is evidently what he would have said to me: It is settled; let things voice, without breath, he stammered rather than said: "That's a real thing. You can't go against such things." dandified hats, spectacles of a grimacer, three-cornered hats of Janot Charitable maternity societies . . . . . . . . . . 300 " The old and formidable struggle, of which we have already witnessed so however vigorous, energetic, and desperate Jean Valjean might be. into it, one finds in slang, below the old popular French, Provençal, on the earth. The hero of the day is the vampire of the night. One has establishment drank much water. Thirsty people were never lacking there; ideas to go and come in the brain. When he awoke, he saw Courfeyrac, taken place in him, a change in which everything gravitated round his Lille, in Flanders, a Frenchman in Paris, a Belgian at Brussels, being "You address her as _thou_, do you not?" feeling of happiness. If he could now but find that other man of whom he Jean Valjean heaved a deep sigh. proceed to sell for a sou to a "hair-dresser" in the suburbs. He had did not know the meaning of despair. Here was one of those men who father nor mother. I have brought her up. I have bread enough for Before proceeding further, and in order to make ourselves fully Here is their dialogue: large whitewashed room, with a bed draped in printed cotton stuff, and for your country. If I have insisted so strongly, it is because of one to take a journey in the winter. And then, there still remained some gaping at every fold, wide trousers of cotton velvet, wooden shoes on an indication of a sagacious mind. "Poor horse!" sighed Fantine. read. was suffering from cold and hunger, but this was, at least, a shelter An instant later Cosette entered the public room. wrong, the other is in the right. In democratic states, the only ones had predicted that he would turn out a man of genius, and had bestowed and starless, or when the moon and the wind are making openings in the {EDITOR'S COMMENTARY: Another edition of this book has the word "Merde!" tried to resist, the adroit man reappeared and took the upper hand. contradiction. The priest must keep close to the poor. Now, can one come very means that have ruined them; Gavroche took in the whole situation CHAPTER II--COSETTE'S APPREHENSIONS "And this is the way I save his life!" river, and on the inside, six feet above the level of the ground. Four ecstasies over it. key to it. It was, I repeat, on the 6th of June; it might have been order to remind himself continually of his starting-point, but he In addition to this, they had behind them the battery, which was still terrible things from which he had escaped vanished like smoke, all that Don't imagine that you have invented that. I, too, have had my dream, I, "'Yes,' resumed my brother; 'but in '93, one had no longer any away. One house in this ruin, the farmhouse, is still inhabited. The uprooted. The code was no longer anything more than a stump in his hand. department is a revolutionary invention. God subordinated to the "An old goodman of a priest, who passes along mumbling his prayers? Bah! faint, almost indistinct reddish glow, which vaguely empurpled the whirlwind. This whirlwind which was within him, produced on him the deaths from hunger with you, and a few more from fever; your social CHAPTER X--DAWN Insurrection and repression do not fight with equal weapons. Jean Valjean was like a man on the point of fainting. He who knows that sees the whole of the shadow. as it has formed itself, a little by the command of God, a great deal by more; then he removed his hands from Cosette's shoulders, seized the good humor gave the key-note to the whole feast, and each person traversed by him was growing shorter with every instant. He thought that resting on the bolster, and her head thrust through the opening of the tallow bespattered the wall. advance, but never at the time, nor afterwards. They never interfered grated opening which, on the outside, is two feet above the level of the bud is sacred. That innocent bud which opens, that adorable half-nudity industrious man, should have lacked bread. And whether, the fault once of beings who were so very unlike, were undergoing the same work, "Not when I may be going away, and you cannot come!" francs in gold, in a sealed box. wildly. As on the preceding day, she wore her damask gown and her crape His theories as a landlord sometimes burst forth in lightning flashes. outburst of inward laughter. only the barbarism of 1815, which must be called by its pet name of the everything, and that he has memories, because he is still a very morning of the 5th of June, they went to Corinthe to breakfast. Joly, "What if the spokes were to be tied together with ropes?" wearisome repetition. One century is the plagiarist of the other. The and flung it over the little barricade into the Rue Mondétour. in good faith, had raised in the audience a murmur of bad augury for the the pavement shows itself, the sidewalks begin to crawl and to grow In order to form an idea of this struggle, it is necessary to imagine parliamentary families. In spite of this marriage, however, it was said months! Who said that? It is not possible that any one could have said frightful hands!" Claquesous melted into the shadows like a snow-flake in water? Had there the most ordinary in the world. He was cool, calm, grave, his gray amazement.--"I am a much better thing than the master, I am the father." of the birds with the repertory of the workshops. He was acquainted with Sister Simplice blushed faintly, for it was a lie that the maid had be, Claquesous had gone astray and was not found again. Javert appeared card to the sergeant, and seated himself at the table of the post on He seized the candle in his fist, and set it on the chimney-piece with Then he turned abruptly in the direction opposite to the bench, to M. Thénardier would escape. Should he dash down the one or allow the other That "then" signified: _If you do not come to embrace me_. Marius looked Boulatruelle has seen him, and is on the search. In sooth, he is cunning Marius kept the pistol in his hand. Before he shut his eyes, Jean Valjean said: "I must remain here "In the galleys at Toulon." and after the two women had retired. It seemed to be a sort of rite with Jean Valjean was fatigued. For days he had neither eaten nor slept. He Waterloo; one of the scenes of the foundation of the story which we love forms a part of wisdom. We will confine ourselves to saying that Then he turned to Cosette. "Yes, sir." Well, yes! the motive is strange. It is out of honesty. Stay, the child in marriage, all came to an end. I have seen her happy, and that effect which he produced upon Napoleon. On the first encounter, and to there all verdant. Major Blackmann leaned against it to die. Beneath the Corinthe façade suffered; the window on the first floor, and the throat of Axylus, son of Teuthranis, who dwelt in happy Arisba; sacred relic,--all that was his very heart. What had been done with it? placed in a lower hall of the church which communicates with the street, "It is absolutely necessary that the inconvenience of those guns should He encountered Courfeyrac under the arcades of the Odéon, and said to Napoleon, before giving the order for this charge of Milhaud's zenith of the centuries, to make the French Empire a pendant to the The prisoner laid down the pen and demanded:-- the Monarchy." that Thénardier did not care to share with them. companions, stepped out of the ranks, and said, "Monseigneur, a day's faults and omissions in Guicherat's dictionaries and grammars. Marius The factory had been closed all day, the carriage gate was bolted, the Nothing remained of the colonel. M. Gillenormand had his sword and breast and there beheld a spectre, Hate. Then he shouted with all his might:-- While the wedding was in preparation, and while awaiting the date fixed The child stared with bewildered eyes at this great star, with which she them than the Spanish captain. thing which is full of splendor. Boulatruelle put things together and made calculations. This man did not has charming gleams which pass from the sky, from the trees, from the into which it was alarming to penetrate, and in which it was terrible to poor man, and anything but a millionnaire. I do not know you. You are 43 (return) [ Je n'entrave que le dail comment meck, le daron des fence. movements, I am only conscious of it because it keeps me warm. Old coats told you, I am not well; I have a cough; I seem to have a burning ball to him what sort of an adversary he had to deal with. the ladies is very ill. This will prevent them from looking much in our house? but hopes cut in twain by dejection--that was her case. She had a had caught sight of them, they would have driven such rags forth. Poor The rent fitted exactly, and the strip completed the coat. She found them in the street, she found them again on her staircase. She no bread, no clothes, no refuge. It served to receive the innocent whom warrior; and if, by chance, one was a captain of dragoons, one found This entrance had formerly been closed by a grating of which nothing but but a poor expedient of civilization. To save the transition, to soften in her proper place," and congratulated herself. The happiness of the Was there, then, any truth in that comparison of the chrysalis which had He had just reached the slope of the roof, and had not yet left the the sacrifice of Cosette, on the other that of himself. virgin forests and to the savannas. All is beautiful. The flies buzz in He heard the shrill, hard voice of Jondrette utter these words, which One day Marius, who was fond of talking gravely in the midst of his wonderful doll, towards _the lady_, as she called it. The poor child nearly as follows, etc.] Cosette, both at the mayor's office and at church, was dazzling and the earth is suffering from too heavy a burden, there are mysterious He took to living more and more alone, utterly overwhelmed, wholly given Not one of the enigmas which he had hoped to see solved had been She laid down the book, caught up a pen, and exclaimed:-- was crouching behind her, was almost hidden under the discarded a certain number of law-books backed up and completed by several "Nothing is more common than those originals. They do all sorts of queer her name now. Strange to say, she had grown poorer and prettier, To-morrow is the fourth day of February, the fatal day, the last day of dogma, nor an idea, nor an art, nor a science; it was a man: Enjolras. wasted time. Some passers-by informed him that the man and child of whom a glimpse of whose dome could be seen, and Bicêtre, whose outskirts one to create a fleet. The idea was a good one. But let us consider barricade, composed of piles of paving-stones and casks bound together His breath had become intermittent; a little rattling interrupted it. He apples from--Well, no matter, a theft had been committed, a wall scaled, a shade which came from wraths and systems. Everything which had been returning good for good, although one has said to oneself up to that day ignorance of a girl brought up in a convent,--maternity being also innocent amazement, but a sort of stupefied confidence was mingled with There was still sufficient light to admit of reading. Besides this, He made his guests enter the cage with great precaution, then he crawled Thénardier said: "A fine favor she is doing us, in sooth! What does she the Petit-Picpus and to the house of the Temple, leaves those two orders apse. He disappeared behind one of the angles of the apse. posting-chaises were setting out at a gallop from the Hôtel des Princes sometimes without tools, sometimes with a common wooden-handled knife, "That is a fault of hers," returned Bahorel. "One's mistress does wrong garden. A celestial silence that is compatible with a thousand sorts of sepulchre-hell, what did they do? What man can do in a sepulchre, they "Why are they turned out?" he asked. to save M. Madeleine. devoted his life to his country here below, the other to his country on the terms of this agreement for keeping the Project Gutenberg-tm name which the loosened stones rolled down afresh, fall into its place behind were, each by the other, as their breath mingled in the struggle. from the front, that is to say, by the feet, and at the expiration of the power of the pumping engines; it was necessary to send a diver to upon it kills whatever it touches. Thus slang is in constant process of Casimir Périer, who represented the narrow sides of the bourgeoisie, Gillenormand's departure from society. The old man bade farewell to 6th of June, 1832, but we shall do it in such wise that the reader may "Yes, my good Monsieur Courfeyrac. Ah! good Heavens, are you going if he is not the slave of that little tyrant of a Cosette. And of his swallowed up in the love of God, but even there preserving its distinct courageous throng of National Guards, very brave men but lacking in is, it is not a very abnormal thing to behold these fractured families which was instantly extinguished. Rapid as it was, this glance was of upon the hill itself, and which were mounting and filling the whole her captain; it was her army. which compromises my soul alone; in that lies self-sacrifice; in that not be overheard." affront." The father asked: "On which cheek did you receive the blow?" secret suffering was, that he locked it all up within his breast, and "They will not open." Et ce cher portrait du divin Shakespeare man's throat. bewildered, like one who seeks to save himself, he tried to find the Joséphine, face more than irregular, you would be charming were you not Napoleon's dreams. This corner of earth, could he but have seized He retraced his steps, he called, he did not find them; he reflected Let us proceed. Here goes for the 16th! Do you want to delay, Marius?" Warsaw. Tilly, crier of the _Populaire_. to the Assizes at Arras. I shall go there to give my testimony. I have flung a stone through his panes. Here the deep shouts which proceeded from the direction of the Halles menaced "the established order of things," which was suspicious and A gendarme held a light close to it; there was the date. _Pot-aux-Roses_, and as the rebus was then in fashion, it had for its flung down from it, with a bayonet wound in the abdomen, and breathed the street since he had been there. Nearly the whole of the descent of imperative and ruled his slightest actions. In general, they conspired age, her heart was cold. It was not her fault; it was not the faculty from that miserable kennel, he dropped rather than seated himself on a this shadow, as from an ambuscade, a narrow and angular forehead, a his was no longevity of a cracked pot; this jovial old man had always You shall see her soon; but calm yourself; you are talking with too much at the _Orion_. profound, and had it not been for that light, he might have thought the streets, and that she might do what she liked with herself, and die the vaguely illuminated steps, at last the luminous and splendid steps absolutely necessary that I should be an imbecile. I recommend you to caressed. Does he lack anything? No. One does not lose the sight when "That is because of the treaty which we have made. On forming our little She seated herself on the underpinning of the railing, close beside the so long! It seemed to him that he had lost his soul, and that he had never loved any one but women. Pretty girls are pretty girls, the deuce! his youth he had been one of those men who are always deceived by their A bad sign for the sick man are these mysterious dialogues of the doctor regretted Catherine, but she dared not say so. Once, however, she did beheld this traveller enter Tinques; it is true that the days were still Grapes" (_"Au Raisin de Corinthe"_). Hence the name of Corinthe. Nothing "On the first floor, hold your axes in readiness to cut the staircase. effort to displace the big iron-shod shoe which rested on his treasure. the globe as of the revolutions of man, and where are to be found The child's voice responded:-- pettifogging, I beg of you." of dirt, a breath, and behold Adam. It suffices for a God to pass by. A encountered a friendly word and a kindly glance. From suffering to room and a kitchen adjoining the dining-room, with a garret where there The song died away. It may have lasted a long time. Jean Valjean could "Yes," said the man. say to Jean Valjean: "Father, if I had known, I would have brought her with divination; not very attentive to minds, but knowing men, that is charcoal was glowing hot and the brazier was red; a blue flame flickered speak to him in private, and mention no name." "What is it now?" demanded M. Madeleine. man, who does honor by his rigorous and strict probity to inferior but brigandage of the Trabuceros in the gorges of Mont Jaxa to the marauding The prioress's face, up to that moment troubled and clouded, grew serene every itinerary. One could no more find one's bearings in the sewer than After the lapse of a few seconds, the room and the opposite wall were the Gorbeau hovel, at its highest pitch of silence, of horror, and of Marais, where it stopped at a distance of one hundred and nine metres, a "And you are to be turned out of this one." having a suspicion of the fact; he recalled his fears of the preceding of a life that was finished, and which had never had a beginning. in peril, they understood, I will not say his thought, but his nature, of asceticism, in the very heart of the city of '89 and of 1830 and "I prefer them [_glaces_, ices] on my plate," said Favourite. not sorry. He was decidedly terrified. and all the fears of nuns combined. The spirit of the convent, with playfulness of the kitten, and all this grace ends, with the bourgeois, is an arbiter by the sword. For my own part, I blame that last justice, right to an eclipse. And all is well, provided that the light returns might be permitted, this brother would come and live with him and help can be dragged and pinioned there by obscure tyrannies of fatality, without suspecting that he was watched. As for the watcher, the them; and they never called him anything except Monseigneur Bienvenu under the evidence of duty! Resistance to God. Funereal sweats. What mistaken for a book. Every time that immense force is displayed to culminate in an immense Montfermeil is situated between Livry and Chelles, on the southern edge there. "The Rue de la Chanvrerie." ran in elegant dialect, had forgotten it ever since 1814. There it Combeferre, who spoke thus, was not an orphan. He recalled the mothers the nest of a millionaire grisette in his tree of dreams! Just trust to from that miserable kennel, he dropped rather than seated himself on a off rather than to say that she had been born at Segesta when she had Monseigneur Welcome remarked gayly to his sister, who said nothing, and said, "This is the way I have been robbed!" And then he opened a trunk and what endless food for thought, is the reverberation of God upon the Born a Provençal, he easily familiarized himself with the dialect of A certain amount of dreaming is good, like a narcotic in discreet doses. the slang of the Temple, were flashes of light for Thénardier. By the that he was already at an immense distance from life. His two luminous by one's toil, one has not the right to sacrifice one's self. That is The first minutes passed; when one's eyes began to grow used to this blond brat who nurses lustily, and who has fine rolls of fat on his evidently. No public conveyance passes through Montfermeil at that hour. fore-carriage, black with rust, almost terrible, all entangled in curves beating their linen, and above his head, the birds chattering and in the _London Illustrated News_, with this inscription: "Bull which abandoning their dead and wounded, flowed back pell-mell and in disorder The Thénardier obeyed, as the female wolf obeys the male wolf, with a warm he was; the other man felt a pistol under his waistcoat. discharge, whose fury seemed augmented by the stupor of the night, Jean That evening, as he was undressing preparatory to going to bed, his hand which Enjolras unfolded, and on which he read these five lines, written bonnet. He heard an ineffable voice, which must have been "her voice." Cosette asked him no questions, was no longer astonished, no longer to him. nothing!" innocent, which save an old vagabond who has only a few years to live at the boulevard as far as the Porte Saint-Martin. A circle was traced action of some kind absolutely necessary to him. reached the Richefeu smoking-room. CHAPTER III--SUMS DEPOSITED WITH LAFFITTE Progress; and if you wish to acquire an idea of the nature of progress, plainly. You cannot be even a curate. Are you really a curé? Ah, if the up. to the window, of which he caught a glimpse. The night was not very the tree with the sheet of zinc, was freshly turned earth, a pick-axe, "Promise what I tell you!" other good night in the elms of the Champs-Élysées was audible. A few It sometimes happened that there were twelve in the party; the Bishop the streets on their way to the Townhall. They tore the epaulets from Was it the evident physical decline of Napoleon that complicated this Revolutionists are accused of sowing fear abroad. Every barricade seems "I am." CHAPTER XI--CHRISTUS NOS LIBERAVIT Courfeyrac said to him:-- young men who broke his instrument, and took away his sword. Another "I!" cried Favourite. "Ah! Do not say that even in jest! If you were pillars of the market. they may prove of service. If your heart bids you, come this evening to glance was like a gimlet, cold and piercing. His whole life hung on with an oratorical turn calculated to raise the enthusiasm of the by a lamp shaded with green, with their severe profiles, their gray or He stepped to the chimney-piece, took the two silver candlesticks, and fillip to his cuff, if he wished to appear gay: "Monsieur le Baron de They slept wide-awake, thus sweetly lulled. Oh! splendid lethargy of the travelling since morning. "Well?" M. Madeleine had forgotten the paper with the figures on it, and it lay The despatch of his letter and the presence of M. Fauchelevent in the "FANTINE." direction of the Genappe road, that the destruction of the cuirassiers me to get it? Does he think I can make it?" Quince] is open.' I carry him off, I get him drunk,--it does not take direction of the corridor, in readiness to discharge his pistol. As for convents, they present a complex problem,--a question of In the meantime Jean Valjean and the coachman had taken Marius out of walking over him and crushing him with I know not what peacefulness "Old beast! What has he got in his belly, to come and upset us in this knee-cap from its nail and buckled it on his knee again.